Inkspeak: Moreau by Mark Sheeky

I went to an island, a world populated by strange beings,
machines of meat developed for … unknown fetishistic purposes.
I asked a retile creature, ‘take me to your leader.’
We cut through harsh forests
I saw many strange beings
made from other bits of thing.
I was taken to a fine house.
A man was there, he said his name was Moreau.

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